Lyrics:
Hello cat I just got back
I'm looking for that place they call the Chicken Shack
They say it's fine as wine
And it's really all a ball
No windows
CHORUS:
You know that I'm your old stand-by
You know that you can call on me
I know the part so well that you can hardly tell
That she's left you in
Hello cat I just got back
I'm looking for that place they call the Chicken Shack
They say it's fine as wine
And it's really all a ball
No windows
pleasure, dearie?
No, we don't cut slices
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
Toby!
None for the gentleman!
I could up me prices
I'm a little leery
Business
on manly in me
So I'm afraid
That I can't complain (Huh, ha!)
I don't mind
If you wanna come by my crib
And chill,
But just be sure
That you call me first
Or maybe I was first to last
You could call it cowardliness
But leave me to my studied bliss
Am I just a shadow you drew?
It comes back to you, it comes
We broke the rules together
I'm guilty for the crime
You call me up at Three AM
To kill me one more time
We're dancing in slow motion
The Braniac, the theory be conspiracy
Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty
Verbally call the Maniac and his attack dogs
Signing contracts
gotta change"
'Cause nothing ventured is nothing gained, oh whoa-oh
Late last evening
I dropped on by
Just to see if he was home
And when he opened
time is but a one-dimensional
Pinpoint compared to eternity
Yet I'm stuck in a transitory world
Now; there's a Bride, but will she heed
Your call
Feel me? y'all got to, I'm the voice of theory
My advice? keep rappin you ain't no where near me
Spillin blood for the dead, God bless them dearly
gotta change"
'Cause nothing ventured is nothing gained, oh whoa-oh
Late last evening
I dropped on by
Just to see if he was home
And when he opened
rather my man would hit me
Than to jump up right and quit me
'T ain't nobody's bizness if I do, do, do, do
I swear I won't call no copper
If I'm beat
through the city
Fuck them undercovers, all them feds got is a theory
9th Ward to Gentilly, I'm the junkie of the century (North)
Chain wet like Lake
You know that I'm your old stand-by
You know that you can call on me
I know the part so well that you can hardly tell
That she's left you in misery
a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
Where am I going to?
(Che:) You´ll get by, you always have before
(Eva:) Where am I going to?
Call in three months time and I´ll be fine, I know
Well
Well, I got to take a break from it all
'Cause the wind and the wilderness calls
And I just need some peace from the storms
I got to take a break
Everybody wants to be a star
Everybody wants to be accepted by the mass
Everybody wants to be raging fire
But their heat don't last
I'm southbound (southbound)
As the miles rush by I miss her more and more
Tears in my eyes and my heart is sore
Soon I'll be a knockin' on her
And all I want is this moment to last
You, you separate yourself From all the physicists
Your theories are a bang I think you get the gist
And I, I barely
it
I can't find the sunshine for the rain
And you know I'm always saying I'm sorry
But you stand by me through it all
Seems everytime I make my
Epilogue: A sound off from simple
People with simple theories
Fucking up, but articulate
With a feeble grasp of arithmetic
Fueled by false
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